Knock. Knock. Knock.
Hertwig opened the door of the hotel room after the consecutive knocks on the door disturbed him from his slumber.
"You guys have no chill," Hertwig said as he left the door open so the four could come in.
While they had rushed to Russia under dire circumstances, Hertwig had been sleeping and having the time of his life, not knowing the kinds of arguments they had had to witness because of him and Nancy.
Samuel quickly forwarded towards him and grabbed his arm, pulling him gently to a corner of the room.
"What were you thinking when you agreed to Nancy's terms?" Samuel sternly asked in a quick whisper.
"Well," Hertwig shrugged. "She said she'd do terrible shit to you."
"Do I look like a child to you?!" Samuel whispered loudly and sternly, loud enough for everyone to be able to hear it. He quickly cleared his throat. "Anyhow, next time, be careful and stay out of this."
